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Wake Up Video (MV)




Performed By: K. Stone
Length: 1:41
Written by: Alfons Berggren




K. Stone - Wake Up Lyrics




Wake up to screamin', it's the usual trend
Type out the message that I usually send
Threw on whatever man I couldn't care less
The bare stress, I'm hangin' by a thread like a snare test
My chalice still as dry as mars
Ain't it funny like some kind of farce
While I was changin', y'all stayed the same
Like blind mice, y'all played the game
I tell myself today's gon be better than the last
But I knew it was a lie as soon as it left my ass
Cuz I'm on a hotstreak, 4k days
But I try to do my best like you swore K plays
I try to rewind it but I'm stuck in the funk
Lookin' for some teamwork to get rid of the junk
Stuck in my mind, I'm stuck in my grind
At rock bottom, to weak to climb
Never progressin', it feels like I'm compressin'
Cuz things works our skulls that could need some addressin'
All this emotional work is takin' its toll
Weighin' our brains and, strainin' our soul
All this everyday shit could be more periodic
Cuz at this rate I'll end up damn near psychotic
Can't afford stressing yet here I am
An album to make with an upcomin' exam
A misunderstanding from a verbal blur
Need to work on my pronunciation cuz it's damn near a slur
Demotivated and frustrated
Family and problems, yeah it's related
Whatever man, I'm determined to win
And I ain't never stop 'til it's gold on the rim
'Til there's diamonds in my grin
This is everyday shit so let the record spin
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Wake up to screamin', it's the usual trend
Type out the message that I usually send
Threw on whatever man I couldn't care less
The bare stress, I'm hangin' by a thread like a snare test
My chalice still as dry as mars
Ain't it funny like some kind of farce
While I was changin', y'all stayed the same
Like blind mice, y'all played the game
I tell myself today's gon be better than the last
But I knew it was a lie as soon as it left my ass
Cuz I'm on a hotstreak, 4k days
But I try to do my best like you swore K plays
I try to rewind it but I'm stuck in the funk
Lookin' for some teamwork to get rid of the junk
Stuck in my mind, I'm stuck in my grind
At rock bottom, to weak to climb
Never progressin', it feels like I'm compressin'
Cuz things works our skulls that could need some addressin'
All this emotional work is takin' its toll
Weighin' our brains and, strainin' our soul
All this everyday shit could be more periodic
Cuz at this rate I'll end up damn near psychotic
Can't afford stressing yet here I am
An album to make with an upcomin' exam
A misunderstanding from a verbal blur
Need to work on my pronunciation cuz it's damn near a slur
Demotivated and frustrated
Family and problems, yeah it's related
Whatever man, I'm determined to win
And I ain't never stop 'til it's gold on the rim
'Til there's diamonds in my grin
This is everyday shit so let the record spin
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Writer: Alfons Berggren
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